Our team is not allowed to fall in love

Cheng Xi bit his lower lip, the boy's light brown eyes were burning with anger, his knuckles were clenched tightly under the cuffs, and the knuckles were turning white, and the light blue blood vessels under the skin could almost be seen.

Sun Lan hurt Brother Lu's hand.

It was the hand of an e-sports player and also his boyfriend.

But...if he was just an ordinary person, it might be a legitimate defense if he went up and punched Sun Lan twice.But he is also a professional player, if there is a fight, he is likely to be suspended.

The World Championship is just around the corner, and AIM has already won the Spring Championship. He can't just let the efforts of everyone in the team go to waste just because of his impulsiveness...

However, thinking this way rationally, as soon as he saw Lu Miaozhou's blood-stained hands, and then seeing Sun Lan who was triumphant and smiling ferociously, he felt that his rationality was about to be burnt to death.

"Yo, I hurt my hand, Zhoushen, can you still play games like this, huh? I wish your hand was crippled and disabled, so you know how painful I have been through these years—"

"Dare you dare to say something again? If Brother Lu's hand is not healed, I will tell you to squat in the prison immediately, believe it or not?!"

With Cheng Xihong's eyes, Lu Miaozhou quickly hugged her back by the waist and held her in his arms.

"Xiaoxi, don't be like this, it's okay, it's okay..."

Lu Miaozhou casually wiped the blood from the back of his right hand onto his trouser leg, and with the other hand he tightly hugged the furious young master in his arms, soothing him softly.

"It's really just a flesh injury. It's nothing serious. It will be fine in ten days, and it won't affect the World Championship, huh? Xiaoxi, don't worry, be good, be obedient..."

Cheng Xi buried his head in the young man's neck, feeling as if his eyes had been caught in a sandstorm, and tears kept streaming out, rubbing against Lu Miaozhou's collar.

The young man was so angry that his mind went blank, and he spoke incoherently: "I'm just angry. Why do you have to suffer so much when it's clearly his fault and it's none of your business?!"

"You... Does your hand hurt? Shall we go to the hospital now?"

"It doesn't hurt, okay, go to the hospital."

The onlookers were almost stunned. Someone called the police when Sun Lan made a move. The security guards in the parking lot immediately came over to evacuate the crowd and subdue the almost crazy Sun Lan. Within a few minutes, the sirens sounded from far to near.

"Is someone injured? What, is it a professional e-sports player who is about to represent his country in the World Championship? Get in the police car, we'll take you to the hospital."

Sun Lan was taken to the police station, and Cheng Xi accompanied Lu Miaozhou into the police car, which quickly drove to the nearby People's Hospital.

I went to the emergency room, and the doctor looked at the wound: "Fortunately, the wound is not very deep, and the bones are not injured, but the muscles seem to be a little worn out. Put on a medicine pack and put on a bandage, and it will be healed after more than a month of rest."

Cheng Xi was fidgeting beside Lu Miaozhou, and he was relieved when he heard the doctor say "there is no bone injury", but soon his heart broke again.

"Doctor... You said that his injury needs to rest for more than a month?"

"That's right, after all, the fascia is injured, so you can't lift heavy objects, and you can't do strenuous exercise. Resting for more than a month is not enough."

Lu Miaozhou watched the doctor wipe the blood with alcohol cotton balls, disinfect and apply medicine, without even moving the corners of his eyes and brows, as if the bloody wound was not on his body.

"Doctor, I'm going to participate in an e-sports competition in ten days, is there any way—"

The doctor who was over fifty raised his head and looked at him a few times: "You...you look familiar, my son's room seems to have a poster of you, is it an e-sports player?"

"Yes."

The doctor wondered: "It's... probably not easy to play games for more than ten days. I heard that you have to play two to three 10 minutes per game?"

"After half a month, you can hit this hand continuously for an hour at most, and it will hurt you to death for an hour. If you hit more, the damage will be more serious. The gain outweighs the loss..."

Lu Miaozhou frowned: "But the game in half a month is really important to me. If I take painkillers, is it possible to play?"

"But it's okay. The problem is that it's a big strain on your hands. You don't have to worry about it for more than ten days..."

Lu Miaozhou opened his mouth and was about to insist on saying something more, when he heard Cheng Xi whisper: "I know the doctor, I will definitely let him rest for a month."

One month is almost the end of the group stage, as long as they work hard, let Liu Kaiyun finish the group stage for Brother Lu.

"Xiaoxi!"

"Isn't it the group stage? Our newly recruited substitutes are not recruited for display. Brother Lu, don't you trust us? Take care of your injuries, and I promise to bring AIM to the quarterfinals."

If Lu Miaozhou's hand was injured even more seriously because of a group match in the World Championship... He simply didn't dare to think about the consequences.

After a while of silence, dense footsteps came from the corridor outside the door.

"Zhoushen, flame! What happened to you two! I heard that you were beaten and bled a lot, did you go for surgery?!"

Lin Shen ran in first.

"Zhoushen! It is said on the Internet that your hand was cut off! Is it true!"

Chen Bisheng followed closely behind, out of breath.

"Brother Flame, it was said on the Internet that Brother Sailing's hand was broken to protect you, is that true?"

Liu Kaiyun's face was full of tears, as if she was crying for the beautiful love of her favorite CP.

Sitting on the chair in good condition, his hand was not broken, only a little blood came out, Zhoushen, who had already been bandaged with good medicine, looked coldly at the group of people who suddenly poured into the room, his eyelids twitched.

"...Where did you hear the rumors?"

Several people from AIM blocked the door, and seeing that Lu Miaozhou was neither seriously ill nor unconscious, they walked in tremblingly.

"On the Internet... It was said on the Internet. The video of you and Sun Lan was uploaded by netizens, and it has already become the number one hot search!"

"A bunch of people in the comment section below said that you were at the scene, that you were seriously injured, that you died heroically to protect flame, that we were so scared that we forgot to turn off the lights, so we took a taxi to the hospital to find you."

"It's okay, it's fine, you're fine..."

Cheng Xi gritted his teeth, and said abruptly: "It's okay, Brother Lu's hand was injured... The doctor said that you can't play e-sports for a month, and you must have a good rest."

"And Sun Lana... that bastard, where is he now?"

Cheng Xi's short hair was messed up by the wind, like an angry little rooster.

"Sun Lan is at the police station... Zhoushen was injured, so he should rest when he should, and our cloud can win the game, right?" Sensing Cheng Xi's strange mood, Lin Shen winked at Liu Kaiyun.

"Right, right! Zhoushen, rest well, I...Although I am not as good as Zhoushen, I must train hard, redouble my training, and I will not hold back the team! Flame brother..."

Lu Miaozhou gently pulled Cheng Xi to his side, and raised his hand to wipe the young master's tears.

"What's Xiaoxi crying for? Didn't you just say that Cloud can play for me and finish the group stage? The two of us personally picked someone, and we can't be wrong."

"As for Sun Lan...Manager Chen."

Chen Bisheng was stunned for a moment before realizing that "Manager Chen" was calling him, and immediately said in a solemn voice, "Don't worry, since he hit the muzzle of the gun, this time just clarifies the matter between you and him."

"Anyone who dares to hurt our AIM must ask him to pay back all the debts he has owed for so many years!"